As I try to do every day, this morning I turned to the
lectionary reading for some reflection time.
The lectionary is a daily selection of Biblical readings. It is constructed around the day monks
live. So there are readings for morning
and a series of other times throughout the day, culminating with some that
monks do before retiring for the night.
I certainly do not do all of them
Given the way my day typically is structured, I more likely
look at the morning readings or the evening ones. Every session has some readings from the
Psalms. I appreciate this since in my
growing up years---even in the Quaker context---we were seldom exposed to the
Psalms. Like many I memorized Psalm 23,
“the Lord is my shepherd…” Beyond that,
I would not have known there are 150 Psalms and would not have much of an idea
what is to be found there.
So reading the lectionary regularly has afforded me the
opportunity to be with the Psalms on a consistent basis. I still feel like I don’t know them well or,
perhaps, even understand some of them.
There are some strident, tough passages there. The Psalmist pulls no punches. However, there is much real life there---not
all sweetness and life. The question is
how God and people deal with this?
When I saw the Psalm for the Morning Prayer today, I was
delighted. It has become one of my
favorites. The first line of Psalm 42
somehow resonates with me. I have read
it often and it happens every time. The
translation I used reads, “As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul
longs for you, O God.” Other
translations say, “yearn for springs of water.”
I have to smile. Deer become a
simile for people. We are like deer who
long for a drink from flowing streams. A
great deal emerges from this comparison.
One key aspect of this picture is a deer that is
thirsty. Thirstiness symbolizes an
emptiness or lack. The deer wants
something---water---and ultimately must have water to sustain life. So key to the story is the longing for
water. The deer longs for a basic,
necessary element of life. Without it,
death is certain. At the metaphorical
level, this easily becomes a spiritual point.
That is the part that always resonates with me. There are many ways of characterizes human
life, but one way to do it is to recognize that to be human is to have
longings---yearnings. It may be as basic
as acknowledging we have a human will.
We talk about will in the way we articulate our wants and needs. Necessarily, I will long for the things
crucial to life---food, water, and shelter.
But the human usually operates beyond longing simply for the things we
need.
We also develop yearnings for things we say we want (but
don’t actually need for our lives). We
want to be rich; we want a new car. The
lists of wants can be pretty extensive and, often, expensive. Sometimes we are happy if we get what we
want. But the happiness does not always
last. Often we wind up wanting other
kinds of things. Sometimes I get the
image of panting after things I want, but fail to find real satisfaction when I
get them.
When that happens, it is always spiritual. One way to understand the spiritual journey
is to see it as a process of getting what we need and sorting out the wants
that do not add anything positive to live.
Spiritually speaking, I realize how perilously close my wants come to
being idols. If I get too much stuff, it
takes up my attention and my time. I
wind up cultivating the things that will not satisfy my spirit.
I recognize the peril of getting stuff instead of the
Spirit. I am not surprised by the
confusion. Stuff is usually easier to
come by. Indeed, much of it I can buy. It is mine.
The Spirit---God---I cannot buy and it never becomes mine in the sense
of being possessed by me. I am sure this
is why like a deer, my soul longs for you, O God.” If I become to preoccupied with stuff, my
soul has the good sense to long for the real need---the Spirit who gives life
and love.
Spending some time in reflection helps me remember and pay
attention to the deeper, healthy longing in my soul. The Spirit will feed my soul. Stuff fuels my greed. More is not necessarily better. If I don’t spend some time reflecting, I
begin warping my longing for things like candy, instead of candor---truth. Candy is temporarily satisfying.
Candy is not soul food.
The Spirit provides the communion that feeds the soul. This day I long for that kind of soul food.
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